I AM The Writer. I AM The One Who Writes

I sat in the dark the other night, sometime around 2:40. My fridge hummed a low Db, like a bass looking to start a quiet barbershop rendition of Baby Got Back. I sat in the dark because I couldn’t sleep.…

I sat in the dark the other night, sometime around 2:40. My fridge hummed a low Db, like a bass looking to start a quiet barbershop rendition of Baby Got Back. I sat in the dark because I couldn’t sleep.…

It was a Tuesday. It’s almost always a Tuesday. Way after midnight and nowhere close to dawn.